37 A Genuine Disappearance

Sang Yu placed the lunchbox in the sink, turned on the faucet, and squeezed dish soap onto a sponge to scrub it clean. Once finished, she stepped out of the kitchen; Shen Pei-chuan had not yet finished his shower, and the clothes on the balcony were dry but remained uncollected.

He Tiankun quickly moved the painting and opened the safe. With a series of thuds, stacks of banknotes surged out, tumbling onto the floor, only to dissolve into wisps of gray ash with a soft puffing sound.

"I will sit with my older brother," Shen Xinyao said. Fearing Zong Yanchen might not be able to see, she sat by his side to look after him.

Having their lead equalized by the opposing goalkeeper just before the final whistle, the Uzbekistan team, while not exactly devastated, was deeply conflicted and troubled.

The primary objective of the assault team was the Jin Tian Battalion, which had remained intact and un-disbanded upon arrival, waiting instead for the impending airstrikes.

The information was immediately transmitted to the starship consoles of each team leader. The moment Xi Xiu received the news, she ordered the soldiers to their battle stations.

"Besides, has she never considered how Captain Qing feels?" Flora thought of their captain’s older brother, who possessed both striking looks and remarkable abilities.

This was their newly purchased home. Today, the custom-made furniture arrived, and Shen Xinyao had to oversee its arrangement.

She had just hugged her arms to rub them when she suddenly felt a wave of warmth on her shoulders. Startled, she looked up to find Luo had draped his black coat over her, leaving him in only his dark red shirt and jeans.

Xu Yanting was not afraid of trouble; she only feared that Sister Zhang might feel burdened and quit. She knew Sister Zhang's situation—she had mentioned during the interview that she was divorced from her husband.

When she emerged, the area outside the school was densely packed with parents. Xu Yanting couldn't even squeeze her way out. Surrounded by parents asking each other how their children had performed on the exam, she felt trapped, anxious to return home to her two children.

In this world, Li Xing'er continued to exercise her innate talent—a peerless business acumen.

There were still dozens of men in the village, and with the wooden fence repaired early on, it was entirely possible to hold their ground.

With Serena's guidance, Qin Yi successfully entered the path, channeling the energy of heaven and earth into the veins of her body.

"It’s because the weather turned cold, isn't it? My son developed a fever, so after taking his mother and him to the hospital, I came straight here to pick you up," Zhu Junchen said, looking worried.

"Roar—!" A sudden, monstrous howl at the doorway startled Wang Ren so much that he collapsed to the ground.

"No major movements. This man actually possesses some courage; he has remained on the city walls the entire time and never left," Wu Song remarked with a hint of admiration.

Meng Qi’s face beamed with a happy smile. This was the life she wanted, and it gave her a glimmer of hope—perhaps within two years, she would truly be his.

To prevent those people from rushing out and to leave a lasting impression on them, the auxiliary troops and the archers among the combatants moved to the front of the ranks and raised their bows in unison.

Mei Yixuan was in no hurry to leave. Since they had eaten lunch late and weren't hungry yet, she didn't mind the delay.

Subsequently, still feeling an insatiable hunger, he devoured the very planet he was on. His body grew gargantuan as a result, and he drifted through the cosmos, continuing his search for the next thing to consume.

She sniffed carefully and realized this wine had a slightly different aroma than the one she had smelled in the storage room that day. Had the taste changed because it had been sitting for so long?

Because the mentally impaired Cai Yuechun could not be left unattended, the second daughter-in-law, Mrs. Wang, could not accompany them to the City God Temple today.

This single strike completely annihilated the remaining enemies and destroyed a vast expanse of houses in the civilian district along with them.

"Where is your master?" Dao Meixiu looked outside, and sure enough, people were carrying a stretcher toward them.

Su San noticed that when Lady Ji was mentioned, Mother Wang’s body trembled slightly; she seemed terrified of Lady Ji.

Watching Huang Paopao seal the door with a quilt, Fu Ying finally pushed away the mud wall. The musty, decaying scent of the tomb instantly billowed out from the hole! Fortunately, we had already put on our protective masks, so even if it were biochemical gas, it wouldn't have affected us.

"Alrighty," Sister Luo nodded honestly. "Are you two hungry? It’ll be a while before dinner is ready. Should I fix you something simple to fill your stomachs first?" Older people are always so thoughtful.

Helas didn't know how to answer. She had been away from Lin Yuan for less than three days, and he was already acting as if he couldn't wait a moment longer.

"Get out." Before I could say a word, I heard Director Wang’s stern rebuke, and I was taken aback.

The restaurant where we were eating was next to a large hotel, and the restaurant had a distinctive glass wall, so I could clearly see the passersby outside as I watched the scenery.

He didn't know what choice Ling Yefeng would make once this happened, so he had to find out for certain today—even if it meant losing hope, he needed to lose it completely.

For example, at this moment, he could distinguish direction in the darkness by the flow of spatial energy; his inability to see did not affect him much. For me, however, it was like being blind, and I had to rely entirely on him, letting him lead me forward.

Yet, Han Zhenhan punished his closest people, and the punishment was unprecedentedly severe. He observed everyone's expressions and was pleased to see that no one could laugh; the men Han Zhenhan led were not the type to gloat over others' misfortunes.

As I stepped out of the car holding Qiqi, someone I didn't see coming reached out and snatched her from my arms, catching me completely off guard.

If it was a case of "what you think about by day, you dream of by night," then the postman in my dream should have been a reflection of the grain store owner from over a decade ago. That man is at least fifty now, which would have made him in his forties twelve years ago.

"He looks quite wealthy. What does he do for a living, and what is his family background?" Lin Shuangxi asked again.

As he spoke, the faint scent of alcohol drifted onto my face. I turned my head away uncomfortably, avoiding his gaze.

He nudged Harry’s shoulder from behind, directing him toward his family. Ginny, who had been peeking from behind Mrs. Weasley, spotted the two of them immediately.

Just as he had predicted, Karin’s constitution was still undergoing changes; both the ocular power of her Rinnegan and her chakra reserves were slowly growing stronger.